As the darkness cleared, Kyle found himself standing in a vast, empty landscape. The sky was a deep, foreboding grey, and the air was thick with an eerie silence.
A figure emerged from the shadows, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. "Welcome, Kyle," it said, its voice like a gentle breeze. "I've been waiting for you."
Kyle's eyes narrowed, his hand instinctively reaching for his sword. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice firm.
The figure chuckled, the sound sending shivers down Kyle's spine. "Ah, the young are always so eager to know. Very well, I'll indulge you. I am the Shadow, and I have been tasked with guiding you on your journey."
Kyle's eyes widened, his mind racing with possibilities. "What journey?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
The Shadow's gaze seemed to bore into Kyle's soul, as if searching for something. "The journey to uncover the truth about the Lucifer, and to claim your rightful place in the world," it said, its voice low and hypnotic.
